‘Revolution’: What’s the difference?

Stand off in Truman’s office, already in progress. Truman tells one of his men to take the shot. Connor maneuvers him in front of a window so Miles can take his shot. Would anyone else like to get sniped? No? Connor orders the remaining soldiers to drop their weapons and handcuffs everyone to a radiator. Then he loads a bag up with the typhus antidote and strolls out. He arrives back at the quarantine camp just minutes ahead of the Patriots. Juliet and Charlie rush to dose as many people as they can before loading RevDoc into a wagon and making their escape.

Back at the old hideout, Charlie sits under a tree sharpening her knives. Connor joins her and asks after Gene. He’s just so glad he was able to get the medicine in time. “There were guns on me. Like, three of them. It was intense.” Charlie plays along with wide-eyed innocence. That sound terrifying! Conner brushes it off with a smile. It wasn’t the first time. Instinct kicks in and you don’t even think. Charlie gives him a look that says she’s going to eat him alive. “No … I bet you don’t.”

Miles and Monroe hold a war council. Bass says they’re outgunned. They need more men. They need killers. They need to buy them and they need to go to New Vegas to do it. Miles stays behind. He sends Charlie to babysit Monroe & Son. “Look at them over there … whispering like a couple of housewives.” Does Juliet trust them alone together? “Not even a little.” She wonders why it has to be Charlie who goes. “Last time you and me left, this moron lost Aaron.” HAH! Juliet can’t leave Gene while he’s recovering and Miles has to keep an eye on the Patriots, so. Charlie sasses that he’ll be keeping one eye on Juliet. She gets more static from Monroe when she hops in the wagon. Who said she was going? “Who said it was up to you?”

Should Juliet be worried? “Nah. Probably.”

Aaron and Priscilla reach Lubbock and just happen to run into their old friend Michael Noshimuri Peter 30 seconds after hitting town. He calls it one of God’s many miracles. Aaron is all like, ‘or the nanotech we accidentally invented at MIT.’ Peter invites them inside. There’s something he wants them to see. Aaron and Priscilla takes their seats in a daze of confusion. The tech didn’t say anything about a revival. Peter takes his place on stage to welcome the faithful. Truly they are #soblessed to live in an age of wonder and miracles. A woman is led to him. He turns her to the assembled. One half of her face is burned and scarred. She says she was in the Atlanta blast. She’s been blind ever since. Peter prays to the Lord to send His light and make her whole again. The fireflies come in through an open window and swirl around them. The woman reaches up to touch her face. The scars are gone. She can see.

Nanotech. Peter says the word like he still thinks Aaron and Priscilla are joking. He tells them that a 12-year-old girl was stabbed in front of him. He prayed because there was nothing else he could do. And then her wound closed up. He knew it was God. Priscilla tells him it wasn’t and it isn’t. And that he should tell his congregation the truth. Oh, honey. How has you managed to survive this long, because you’re really bad at it. That’s confirmed when she and Aaron find themselves locked into their hotel room. Peter tells them they’re still his friends and he loves them, but he can’t have them bearing false witness. They say the tech isn’t God, but what’s the difference? “It lets me perform miracles. It blesses me because I listen to it. It’s a wonderful gift. Maybe if you weren’t so afraid of it – if you just embraced it – you’d be able to do the same.” They’re prophets. They’re where they are because the nano wants them there. “And we’re gonna stay, until we figure out why.”

Neville is taken from his cell, dragged into the Oval Office, and dropped at the feet of the President. Neville picks himself up off the floor with as much dignity as he can muster. President Davis tells him to have a seat. “NOT the sofa. That was Reagan’s and you’ve got dust on your britches.” By the looks of him, the dust should be the least of the upholstery’s worries. Neville looks like he’s had his face all but kicked in. Davis helpfully points him to a wooden chair instead. Here’s what the President knows. Tom Neville has spent the last six months plotting, conniving, and doing his darndest to kill him. Neville starts talking, trying to somehow turn the situation to his advantage. Davis holds up a hand and stops him. He knows the truth. Julia didn’t leave out a single detail. He resumes his seat behind the Resolute desk. As he finishes his breakfast, he tells Neville that Julia is alive. For now. Davis explains that he has big plans for a place called Willoughby, Texas. Sebastian Monroe is there – a man who is supposed to be dead but isn’t, which makes for a delicate situation with the Texas Republic. “The one man in my employ who knows more about Monroe than anyone, is you.” That makes Tom valuable. The president needs him to hunt down Monroe and execute him. He holds up a black and white photo of Julia. Her eyes and cheeks are sunken and her nose is bloodied. If Neville sneezes wrong, Davis will have her tongue cut out. “And then here eyes … and then we’ll see where we go from there.” Neville doesn’t miss a beat. He says he’ll need to take Jason with him. “If … he’s still alive.” Jason knows Monroe, and more importantly, “he doesn’t want to see his mother dead any more than I do.”

Five days later, they’re standing in front of Ed Truman. Neville won’t require any additional men. He served under Monroe. He knows his moves. Truman isn’t convinced that it will be so easy. “Just because you failed at it doesn’t mean I will.” Neville will find and execute the man, as ordered. Truman has seen those orders. He asks Jason if he loves his mother. “Because my orders are, if either of you step one inch out of line, I send word to Washington, and they send her head back in a box.

New Vegas. Monroe finds his guy, Duncan Paige, in the high roller area of the casino. Duncan is a lady who has no interest in talking to Monroe, not even for old times sake. She tells him to walk away while he still can. Monroe takes a step forward and Duncan’s men all draw. Charlie points her gun inches from Duncan’s face. And Monroe thought Connor was going to be his problem child on this trip. He shoos the two of them away to enjoy all that New Vegas has to offer. Brett Michaels singing endless renditions of “Every Rose Has Its Thorn” and Steven Tyler’s mummified remains. They slip off into the desert for the sexy times. Connor finds himself surprised that they did it. “Yeah, well. You’re cute. I was bored. Life’s short. For us, even shorter.” She welcomes Connor to the losing team. They’ll all be dead inside a year. Tops. “Don’t get me wrong, I’ll go down swinging, but we can’t beat these guys. It’s going to end bloody for everybody. So may as well get what you can, while you can.” Somewhere in the distance, Dean Winchester sheds a single perfect manly tear for his younger girl counterpart. Charlie says she could be hopeful, but she’d rather be realistic.

And then Monroe finds them. “You are kidding me … YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!” Hee!

Miles and Juliet return to the squat after having their own sexytimes on the prairie. I have zero investment in them as a couple, so. Gene tells them they have company. Neville wasn’t kidding when he said he knew their moves. He didn’t know specifically that Miles was in Willoughby, but he heard that Juliet assisted in Monroe’s ‘execution’. He figured wherever she was, Miles would be too. He needs Miles because he wants revenge. He growls that the Patriots dropped the bomb that killed his wife. Miles looks hard at Jason. Is his father telling the truth? Jason doesn’t blink. He swears, “on my mother’s grave.”

Duncan has agreed to a price – 30 diamonds a head for her guys. Now they just have to pay for them. Time to Oceans 11 this mother. Monroe sets up a fight with his old promoter, Gould. It will empty out the casino long enough for Charlie and Connor to hit the strong box holding the house’s winnings. “Charlotte, try not to get yourself killed. At least wait until you’re on Miles’s watch.” The plan moves like clockwork. Connor creates a diversion and Charlie grabs the strongbox. She runs … leaving Connor to stroll out of the casino with the actual diamonds that she switched out for a box of rocks. Monroe is matched up against a behemoth of solid muscle who’s a full foot taller than he is. He gets his aspirations handed to him rope-a-dopes until it’s time. As soon as Gould is called away by a frantic lackey, Monroe dismantles the giant in a matter of minutes. It’s kind of the sex. Too bad Gould’s men are waiting for Team Monroe as they try to leave town.